It's Been A While

I don't really feel much need to blog anymore, thus, it's been a little while. Maybe I'm just in a funk. Last week was awful, more awful than I've had in a while. I'm not sure what made last week so bad, but Tuesday night I didn't even stay at work - that was the day I bawled for three hours straight. It sucked. I know ups and downs are part of life and are always going to happen but fucking hell, if I ever have another day like I had Tuesday - let's just say some people would be very concerned with some of the thoughts I had running through my head.

I started working out again. I hate being fat. Big ass is one thing, I like my ass. But the rest of the fat has got to go, one way or another. And if I revert to my former self in order to get rid of it, don't say a word about it and just let me do what I want because in the end you know I always do anyway.

I'm going to see Justin Timberlake in 27 days. I am very happy about this except I hate Omaha. Nearly every person I have ever met from Omaha (save for my few friends from there of course) are MORONS, thus their driving skills are pathetically sub-par. But Tom plans on being drunk, and besides, he bought the tickets, AND STILL WON'T TELL ME HOW MUCH MINE WAS, so I can drive. He also doesn't trust me to not lose it, so apparently I don't even get my ticket until we're at the gate. I don't really care either way about Pink, I saw her once already when she opened for NSync when I was in high school, I'm just psyched to see JT. Tom pretty much made my birthday when he asked if I was going to the show, I needed a boost that day. If he knew he did something nice though it would probably go to his head, so it's best not to tell him. I just have to figure out how to sneak my camera in because apparently security is being big time camera Nazis. LAME.

Fight Night on Saturday, looking forward to that. It's oddly comforting, to have a Fight Night. Maybe it's because Tim and I end up sometimes staying up way too late and bullshitting about nothing in particular. But those are necessary and they are times we both need once in a while. I am actually kind of getting into boxing now. I still don't know any of their names but I dig it. I've come a long way from the first Fight Night when Evan tried to break my arm for the second time and I was mostly just bored - the only thing keeping me entertained was observing how into the fights Tim and Evan were. Otherwise, I made random comments about things like the colors the boxers were wearing. The guys didn't appreciate that too much.

I'm subbing at Park tomorrow, this time for Katie. I really enjoy that school. I had my shadow day on Tuesday preparing for my long-term position and I am psyched about it. It'll be fun and I get to plan all the Language Arts stuff so I am stoked for that. I love 6th grade, I really want to teach older kids now. I miss Kindergartners sometimes, but I am so much happier with the 6th graders, so who knows. Maybe I just lucked out in having stumbled on a good group of kids and next year will be awful, wouldn't that suck?

Night Kids.

27 DAYS TIL JT AT QWEST!!!!!